Thanksgiving Memories

The Thanksgivings of years past have been fairly uneventful. Everyone packed into the dining room, food spread out all over the counter, my grandma still rushing to finish everything she started cooking a few days prior. This year, my grandma wished that she could have the dinner somewhere else because more of our family showed up. Of course, I got to be the babysitter for my younger cousins, and keep all of them out of my room. Believe me, it was not an easy task to accomplish. Quite unfortunately, even though we had more people than usual, too much food was cooked (as always). I just want all of that food gone. The cherry pie, turkey, and everything else you could think of is somehow stuffed in the refrigerator. I never want to see any of that food ever again. Although the food was good at the time, the best part of Thanksgiving at my house this year was being able to see both of my great-grandmothers. I hadn't seen one of them, the older one (She's 95 and has Alzheimer's) for a few months, and I was delightfully surprised to see her. She was having one of her better days, and I was glad that I could have a decent conversation with her this time.